Lyrics:
really doesn't matter which wave we're on
Get to turnin' up them good old boys
Crankin' into the night, by the break of dawn
All the towns are red and I
barely save money i'm blowing bands
On throwback jerseys and red
Monkey's ice bergs and Jordans was
First the two hundred
Now i bought 200 pay in and buy
knickerbockers by Red Monkey
Cats thought it was funny that them shits
stopped at the calf
Ant said fuck pants he's never tired
Slouch socks pulled high
lines
Control the gas, the one who drivin', bang that red, he a slime
Got low eyes, but still don't try me
I'm strapped and ready right now, nigga, ah
like to rap
Gave a ham, a blank, told him I had 15 racks
By now, he took that nigga jack and told him we'd be right back
Huh, bitch, I'm off the red
say it need meds
Doctor say what
Now I see where you stand all I see is red like it’s infrared,
We were hanging by a thread
Yeah
So I cut it instead
and I think you're hangin' from a ledge
Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up
Are you the man you thought you'd be by the time that you
bitterness
Bitten
Blizzard blowing
Nipping at the fine line of your neck
Horrendous glacial
Facial disfiguration
Beaten red raw by the arctic fist
Pummelled
in a daze
Going red in the face now he's choking
The dope in his system that made him overdose
No longer powder the monkey now he's Powder the ghost
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"
The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
Jerk all day and jerk all night
Jerk it hard and jerk it soft
Jerk your hands and arms right off
Come on do the jerk in the morning (come on do
I got this monkey on me
And it won't leave me alone
It's always right behind me
It just might take its toll
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
in a silver lining
By the the light of the moon,
You know there's not another moment to waste
And then you took the words right out of my mouth.
in a silver lining
By the the light of the moon,
You know there's not another moment to waste
And then you took the words right out of my mouth.
wear
A red monkey on the jeans, eleven hundred for the pair
Might show 'em how to ball this year, yeah
The dogs the fresh London fog this year
Put
sportswear department
Clothes on the chairs, on the couch and the carpet
A twenty had me icy like leasing in the Arctic
If it wasn't for the hard work
hand, then swung with my right
I'm quite the striker, in Red Snapper, spicy like Pepper
Salty endeavors in a 3-piece when I met her
Sets of Kenneth Cole,
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
method, I'ma turn your shirt red, man
Then send your ass out high (on God)
Mama got a Benz, she smiled (21)
Then she got a house, she cried (21)
Nigga
Man, they say your right hand man
Ain't your right hand man
Till your right hand filled with
Money you feel me?
Money's the root of all evil
I guess
the
GUESTS:
are four carrying strange percussion instruments: a monkey with cymbals, a toy soldier with a drum, a triangle, bells. Together they play
carrying tools
You don't wanna invest your life in a cess pool
Pharmaceutical distributin', breaking the rules
You need to take your monkey ass off to school
the monkey business, banana
Black and white bitch like designer, panda
Creeping through the hood like Pink Panther
My bitch rock red and slay, Santa
Niggas
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
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